Chapter 1339: Destruction of both body and soul

"boom!"

The ground exploded with a bang, and a figure ejected from it. He looked a little embarrassed, and the spiritual light on his body dimmed a few points.

At this time, everyone saw that the flying figure turned out to be Xiaoyushanjun.

Everyone's eyes widened, and the faces of Yan Changkong and Tingshan were also in disbelief. Others might not be able to see clearly, but based on their conduct, they could clearly see that when Xiaoyushan Jun and Ye Xiaobao's fists collided, they were instantly It was dissolved, and then it was like destroying the dead, shaking the little jade tiger and flying back.

"It turns out that you are also majoring in physical training. I have cultivated the 'Jade Lotus Golden Body' and have never encountered an opponent. Today is just the right time to have a good fight!"

Being knocked back by Ye Xiaobao's blow, Xiaoyu Tiger was also surprised, but he quickly regained his composure and showed a fanatical look.

His "Jade Lotus Golden Body" body-refining Taoist technique can kill ten Taoist masters in an instant with the power of his body alone. Ye Xiaobao was actually able to block his attack and gain the upper hand, which in turn aroused him. of fighting spirit.

Ye Xiaobao ignored him at all. Under the control of Ye Chunyang's spiritual thoughts, he flew directly towards the real person Tingshan on the other side.

"Well done!"

Master Tingshan smiled instead of being angry.

The scene where Ye Xiaobao had just defeated Xiaoyu Tiger King did surprise him, but that was all. With his talisman skills, he could trap Ye Xiaobao and kill him on the spot.

His sleeves were windless, and bright yellow light flew out of them. Then he chanted a spell, and a talisman flew towards Xiaobao in the air.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and the entire Yan family courtyard was illuminated by yellow light. With Tingshan Zhenren as the center, dust was flying all around, and pieces of flint the size of a human head appeared out of thin air, falling wildly on Ye Xiaobao.

"Meteorite Talisman."

"This is an intermediate and low-level talisman. It seems that Taoist Taoist Tingshan's talisman skills are even more profound. He can even refine such high-level talismans."

Seeing this, Yan Changkong couldn't help but nod in praise.

Talismans are based on magic, and the power of magic is concentrated on the talisman paper through the method of refining talismans. Although most immortal cultivators can refine talismans by themselves, to make truly high-level talismans, materials and one's own cultivation are the key. It requires extremely high talent.

Master Tingshan is obsessed with the study of talismans and spends half his life on refining talismans. Talismans of the same level are refined by him and are several times more powerful than those sold on the market.

The meteorite talisman being sacrificed now is not as powerful as a full-strength strike from the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

"Senior Ye, the power of Master Tingshan's meteorite talisman is extraordinary. Can Senior Xiaobao cope with it?" Yan Yuyan asked worriedly.

Yan Wushuang clenched her hands involuntarily.

"It's okay, it's just some inferior skills." Ye Chunyang gave the two sisters a look of reassurance.

The expressions of the two goddesses condensed slightly.

While the three of them were talking, the meteorite talisman of Master Tingshan burned even brighter, and everyone in the Yan family stepped back several feet, with a look of horror on their faces.

"It took me several years to refine this meteorite talisman. It is an honor for you to die under this talisman."

Master Tingshan chuckled ferociously.

Before he finished speaking, an unexpected scene appeared.

Under the firelight, Ye Xiaobao remained motionless, only lightly raising a hand and sweeping it through the numerous flints like swatting flies.

There was only a sound of exploding firecrackers, and all the flints turned into broken light and exploded under the wind of Ye Xiaobao's palm, and there was silence in the blink of an eye.

Master Tingshan's pupils shrank.

Just when he was surprised, a huge fist suddenly appeared in front of him, hitting his face with a "bang", and his whole body was blown away several feet away like a sandbag.

Yan Changkong showed disdain just a moment ago, and his expression suddenly hardened.

Master Tingshan's meteorite talisman was so powerful that it was broken by Ye Xiaobao with one blow. Obviously, the blow that suppressed Lord Xiaoyushan just now was not a fluke.

"How could you break my meteorite charm?"

Master Tingshan sat up from the ground, his face filled with disbelief.

There was no emotion on Ye Xiaobao's face, and he flew past like wind and lightning. Without even using his spiritual power, he directly raised his fist to attack the two of them with his physical strength.

Both Xiao Yushan Jun and Ting Shan Zhenren had their eyelids twitching wildly. After this fight, they knew that Ye Xiaobao was very human, and there was no slightest contempt in their eyes. They immediately cast spells and used magic weapons, talismans and other items without reservation.

"boom!"

A muffled sound like thunder came, and a powerful wave of air rolled up in the field, shaking the bricks and tiles in the courtyard. The bronze light on Xiaoyu Tiger's body flashed like an ancient giant, with the power to crush everything, and wanted to beat Ye Xiaobao into pieces. Bolognese.

Unfortunately, Ye Chunyang's avatar was the same as the main body. His physical body had reached the state of transformation into a god, and he directly ignored Xiaoyushanjun's punches. Several counterattacks left the latter in a state of embarrassment.

On the other side, the more Master Tingshan fought with Ye Xiaobao, the more terrifying he became.

One of him and Xiaoyu Tiger were fighting at close range, while the other was fighting from a distance. However, Ye Xiaobao not only suppressed and beat Xiaoyu Tiger like a dog, but the magic talisman he used could not hurt him at all.

Master Tingshan even felt that Ye Xiaobao was playing tricks on them.

Within a few seconds, the Yan family courtyard was in a mess as if a typhoon had passed through.

Ye Xiaobao's figure was shining, and his clothes were not messy in the slightest. However, Master Tingshan and Lord Xiaoyushan became increasingly pale, with deep shock in their eyes.

"Who is this?"

Master Tingshan had already used several intermediate talismans, but they were destroyed by Ye Xiaobao with a snap of his fingers. Is this kind of strength really just a Daoji realm?

Ye Chunyang stood still with his hands behind his hands, a calm look on his face.

Two Spiritual Transformation Realm monks could be slapped to death by just using their clones.

However, Ye Chunyang's purpose was not to kill people, and he was too lazy to be serious with them.

When Yan Yuyan and Yan Wushuang saw this scene, a strange light flashed in their eyes.

Even though they had overestimated Ye Xiaobao's strength countless times, they never expected that the other party could compete with two powerful men in the Spiritual Transformation Realm at the same time, and still do so with ease.

"A guard is so strong, how powerful is he?"

Yan Wushuang tilted her head slightly and looked at Ye Chunyang, her eyes shining with an unprecedented admiration.

Opposite him, Yan Changkong's face became gloomy and uncertain.

He raised his feet and walked down the steps of the front hall step by step. After taking a look at the battle circle next to him, he looked at the Yan sisters and said: "I really didn't expect that there are such masters around you, but it seems that the monk should Are you taking orders from him?"

As he said that, he suddenly looked at Ye Chunyang.

"If I kill him, what do you think will happen?"

Yan Changkong smiled coldly.

The expressions of the Yan sisters suddenly changed.

Unexpectedly, Yan Changkong shifted his target to Ye Chunyang.

Apparently he had seen that Xiaobao was driven by Ye Chunyang and had the intention to capture him and make Xiaobao throw himself into a trap.

Although Ye Chunyang shocked them both times they met, in fact it was "Senior Xiaobao" who made the move. So far, they have not seen Ye Chunyang's true cultivation.

Yan Ling's death seemed strange, but they were not sure whether it was Ye Chunyang's hand or not.

But Yan Changkong is a genuine monk in the Spirit Transformation Realm. How can Ye Chunyang be his opponent?

"Boy, do you want to catch him without any help, or do you want me to take action myself?"

Yan Changkong looked at Ye Chunyang for a moment, and found that the opponent's cultivation was obviously only at the third level of Qi Refining, and said with contempt in his eyes.

Ye Chunyang's expression did not change and he said, "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Yan Changkong was stunned and said disdainfully: "You dare to come here and make noise, but you are just relying on this person. He does have some strength. It's a pity that you didn't expect that I would invite Master Tingshan and Lord Xiaoyushan. Now he has no time to take care of you. I I can take you down without any effort."

Yan Changkong's patience had completely worn away. He didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he raised his hand to grab Ye Chunyang's head and slammed it down on the head of Ye Chunyang.

When he reached the spirit transformation realm, the spiritual power in his body had been transformed into mana, and he could mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for his own use with every move he made. In an instant, an invisible barrier formed around Ye Chunyang, sealing him tightly.

With such a swift magical power, even if ten Daoji realms were to attack at the same time, they would never be able to escape from his grasp.

But Ye Chunyang looked at Yan Changkong silently and shook his head.

"Well, I originally wanted you to take me to the Yan family's treasure house to avoid a big fight, but since you insist on doing it, let you die."

Ye Chunyang waved his hand expressionlessly.

"Whoosh!" Several clear chimes resounded, and large swaths of silver light poured down from the sky.

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

Yan Changkong shook his head in disdain.

No matter what, Ye Chunyang was just a Qi-refining monk. No matter how many tricks he had, he could not pose a threat to him, so he simply ignored the silver light.

But the next scene made Yan Changkong's expression change drastically.

A flying sword wrapped with silver lightning was suspended above his head. Just as he was about to strike Ye Chunyang with a palm, a dense rain of swords suddenly whizzed past, causing waves of screams that tore through the air.

Just as Yan Changkong raised his head, he was suddenly submerged in lightning, and cold flying swords struck directly at him.

"ah!"

The others didn't have time to see clearly what happened. They only heard a scream like a slaughtered pig coming from the bright thunder, but it soon stopped abruptly. When Ye Chunyang waved his sleeves and robes to take back the flying sword, there was nothing there. , not even a single person was seen.

Everyone in the Yan family opened their eyes wide.

A cold air rose from the backs of Yan Yuyan and Yan Wushuang.

"Yan Changkong, was he killed?"

Being beaten like dead dogs by Ye Xiaobao, Xiaoyushanjun and the two of them were out of breath, as if they were ghosts in the daytime, with huge panic on their faces.

They sensed it several times, but at this time there was no breath of Yan Changkong.

Yan Changkong, who was in the spirit transformation realm, evaporated directly from the world under Ye Chunyang's sword.

Yan Changkong's cultivation level was on par with theirs, but he was killed by this young man who seemed to be only in the Qi refining stage with a sword, causing their hands and feet to tremble.

"Plop!"

The two of them didn't dare to fight anymore, let alone take any chances. Their knees softened and they knelt down towards Ye Chunyang. Their heads hit the ground, and their eyes were blank for a while.